Hanging Out - Ansel & Sasha
Sasha liked to think that she was a social person. She was quick to make judgments, and could easily figure out who she did and didn’t like. But for whatever reason, she hadn’t been hanging out with the new arrivals to the house as much as she probably should, and she wanted to change that. As soon as she’d said hi to Ansel, it was clear that he was a nice enough guy - someone to take a chance on friendship with.
After asking Ansel to dinner, Sasha popped back to her cabin to get ready. The restaurant wasn’t fussy about attire, but it was nice to get out of the bikini she had been swimming a short while previously. Throwing her hair up into a knot as she quickly walked his way, Sasha flashed a smile as he came into sight. “Hey!” she grinned, laughing at his worry. “Oh, you don’t get out of sharing that easy. You ready to go?” she asked, bringing up her shoulders with a smile.
Ansel was just wearing his casual clothes that he showed up to the house in. He was excited about this new experience. He had already met a lot of his housemates. They were all really nice to him. He was looking forward to meeting the rest of them, and getting to know them all a little better. He wanted to become friends with a lot of them. They all seemed like great people. His first step at making a friend was with Sasha.
Sasha seemed like a really great person. She seemed sweet, and like someone Ansel could get along with well. “Darn it! Heck yeah, I was born ready. Lead the way!” he replied while motioning for her to go forward. “So I hope we don’t have to dress nice for this restaurant because I’m not dressed for it if we do.” he told her motioning to his casual clothing.
